On the slippery forest path after the rain, Actor dragged his tired body behind a tree in search of a momentary respite.

The war horse had been exhausted to death a day earlier, and even if four horses were transferred, it would only add three days to his escape time.

Votiggen's Barnett, known for his terrifying archery skills, was the first to meet after being overtaken by the other party, and the terrifying arrow killed his horse, and even the battle-hardened Ektor was seriously injured as a result.

The shoulder blade was shattered by the blow of the arrow, and the unstoppable bleeding that followed made Ektor's situation even worse.

Acktor was secretly glad that the life-saving rain had come in time enough, and thanks to the heavy rain, all the clues he had left for the enemy had now been covered, and all he needed now was to find a place that was hidden enough to solve the problem of his injuries.

As the sky gets darker, the forest at night is always synonymous with danger, especially for the seriously injured Ektor. Actor looked anxiously ahead of the road, and if he remembered correctly, he would be a few miles further to King Adris's castle.

Ektor didn't plan to enter the city, after all, Barnett's strength was beyond the city's walls. King Adris, who was often at war with the Saxons, was forced to surrender the city by pressure once Barnett ordered the siege of the city, and entering the city would only put him in a very dangerous position.

Leaving the main road, he followed the human trail to a small village, and it was not until he made sure that there were no traces of the activities of ferocious beasts in the vicinity, and then he found a cave and settled in it.

"My lord, because of the heavy rain, those traces have disappeared here, and the traces of blood and footprints that can provide guidance cannot be judged, and even the hounds cannot trace the scent."

Listening to his subordinates' reports, Barnett fell into thought, the previous days of the reformed knights stationed in Lake Avalon have all been cut off from him, and now the pursuit of the operation has completely lost its eyebrows.

Added together, Barnett's current mood can only be described as bad, and he always wants to kill something to vent the anger in his heart.

The first batch of reformed knights did not have the ability to act alone, and the trackers could only give orders to the knights for a short time, so Barnett could not carry out such an operation as a dispersed search, and he had nothing to do about the complete disappearance of Actor.

"Let's go to the castle of that little kid of Adris."

Barnett's hoarse voice was filled with malice, sending chills down the back of the few trackers who were still conscious.

Some people are going to suffer, they will shed a lot of blood, and they will also die a lot of people, but what does the death or life of those Celts have to do with them, Saxons? The Saxons, as invaders, were not treated by the British, no matter where they were.

Adris, a king who had some possessions in Cornwall and established himself after Yusher's death.

Because Cornwall was not too far from the old royal capital, the king spent three seasons of the year dealing with Saxon soldiers who had wandered to the neighborhood, and countless plundering soldiers died at his hands every year.

"Well, is it Yusher's heir? Merlin's guy did something surprising. ”

Britain was not well developed in terms of information, and in addition to relying on messengers and some people, it could only rely on a few carrier pigeons that came and went at fixed points to obtain information from the outside world.

Adris, who was far away in Cornwall, did not learn the outcome of the king until today.

"Your Majesty, what do you think of the heir?" Adris's courtiers asked him what he thought of the new king.

"It's too young, that kind of young boy without any qualifications, even if he is the heir of Uther, will not be able to convince the public after all. Of course, I wouldn't mind if he showed enough talent, but there are always a few of the kings of Britain who are ambitious, aren't they? ”

Adriss made no secret of his opinion to his courtiers, and as one of the lords of Yusher's domain, he did not mind continuing to be loyal to Yusher's successor, provided that the other party had the ability to make him loyal.

"Secretary of Defense, has there been any news about Saxons in recent times? Those miscellaneous pieces have not come to make trouble for too many days, which always makes me a little uneasy. ”

"Back to Your Majesty, it should be the reason for the appearance of the heir to the throne, those Saxons all disappeared a long time ago, probably because the despicable person gave some orders."

Adriss nodded, the fact that the Saxons were able to disappear was undoubtedly a cause for celebration for his kingdom, because the Saxons had not been able to provide the farmers with a good food environment for several years.

"At least until the farmers below recover enough, let's lower the taxes a little more."

"Your Majesty is wise!"

It was a compliment from the knights, who were genuinely glad that they were able to serve a benevolent and enlightened lord.

In front of the thick city wall, Barnett and his reformed knights were waiting for him.

Looking at the castle with its closed gates, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on Barnett's face. He may have been a mighty knight who could ruthlessly slay his enemies, but after being transformed by Votiggen, the thing called mercy disappeared as his power grew.

"Kill!"

The spear was wrapped with an ominous black gas, and the huge magic power spiraled violently through the air, setting off a twelve-level gale.

Like a hammer striking a porcelain vase, the walls of Adris's fortified walls with the magicians were reduced to fragile pieces by the sheer force of the force.

Before the soldiers on the city walls could react, they turned into dust in the air in the super-high concentration of magical energy.

The devastating shock startled Adriss and the knights in the palace, but before they could react, Barnett drove his horse through the walls and rushed into the palace to start a murderous massacre.

The disparity in strength was already huge, not to mention that the knights in the palace were not fully dressed, and in just two minutes, more than half of the dead and wounded in the palace had already been killed.

No knight could resist Barnett's blow without a weapon, and the power of his body, strengthened by the power of Voltigen, could easily wring through steel, and these flesh and blood were not to mention at the moment.